Your post and your thread have been nothing more than a prissy drama queen hissy fit in and of itself, and attempts to have the spotlight shine on you.
You want to be welcomed? Then be welcoming yourself. To start off by insulting others certainly isn't the way to do so. Unless you're engaging in some form of wacko reverse psychology here...
It's such a shame you're a girl. You are one HOT frickin' piece of flesh. :)
Suzanne: I never use catalogs. I'd rather go in the store and see all the salespeople groveling and sucking up to you.
Julia: Pardon me, I never knew they were so solicitous at the K-Mart.
If you look at my first post, I think you will see I was just making a couple obsrvations - where are the insults? Nowhere, moron. Kissmycookie, you can kissmyass.
With every drink I consume, the answer to that question becomes less and less clear
Suzanne: I never use catalogs. I'd rather go in the store and see all the salespeople groveling and sucking up to you.
Julia: Pardon me, I never knew they were so solicitous at the K-Mart.
You may visit me at Trenton Psychiatric between the hours of 1 and 5 daily. Bring gum; I really like gum! Especially Wrigley's Wintergreen gum. I'm sculpting Idina Hands and the color has to be just right.
I think this thread should join the BWW cafeteria thread- this is just bickering and one person acting all "columbine" on everyone else. Maybe you should seek help or find another more constructive way to channel your anger/aggression?
I think I've posted close to 69 times that you forgot me jackass. I don't even want to know where I stand anymore. I am my own group. We have a lot of fun together.
Oh, jailyard, I'll fight you for this honor any day. Isn't Oscar fun? I mean, this sad, unfortunate person obviously has no friends or perhaps his/her special brand of "humor" has alienated them all to the point where they will have no more to do with him/her (hereinafter referred to as "it"). It is obviously so depressed, it has nothing better to do than to post on an online forum in a completely anonymous manner and see if it can incite people it doesn't even know (or perhaps does! Hey, who knows?). So, Oscar, let's meet for coffee. I'm sure you'd have a ball. Or, at least, I could get a few people together for a good, old-fashioned stoning.
By the way, Rath we KNOW youre a big lesbo. You can stop telling us now.
And DGrant - we KNOW youre in a happy couple. Big whup. You can stop referring to everything as 'we did that, we did this' 'we a are going, we are coming'...are you Siamaese twins?
I'll win. Hands down. (or is that pants down?) Trust me. :)
But there are LOVELY consolation prizes for Runner-Up Whore! (Although, really, I think you're more of a Trollop, or perhaps a Strumpet.)
Better a strumpet than a strombone, I always say!
Suzanne: I never use catalogs. I'd rather go in the store and see all the salespeople groveling and sucking up to you.
Julia: Pardon me, I never knew they were so solicitous at the K-Mart.
I love you, too, LittleFish. With hair like that, how could I not? You're every gay hairdresser's dream.
Suzanne: I never use catalogs. I'd rather go in the store and see all the salespeople groveling and sucking up to you.
Julia: Pardon me, I never knew they were so solicitous at the K-Mart.